SAMA HOOLE: Between birth and twenty, a body builds everything it will ever have. The brain triples in size in three years and is mostly fat. Nine tenths of the bone a person will own is laid down before they are twenty, and the window does not reopen.

Let kids be kids is the sentence that lets a parent off the hook at the exact moment the child cannot afford it. A friend said it to me last week, handing a four-year-old a pouch of something purple at half past three because he was whining. The whining stopped. The pouch went in the bin. Everyone relaxed. That is the deal, and it is a good one for the adult. The child is the one paying. Between birth and twenty, a body builds everything it will ever have. The brain triples in size in three years and is mostly fat. Nine tenths of the bone a person will own is laid down before they are twenty, and the window does not reopen. Every brick comes off a plate, and a four-year-old does not fill his own plate. He also does not choose what he gets used to. That is done for him, before he can read. A child who grows up on pouches, squash and cereal bars learns that food is sweet, soft, instant and arrives when he makes a noise. His tongue is calibrated to it. His afternoon is built around it. By seven it is a habit. By seventeen it is a craving. By thirty it has a prescription. Nobody kicks a food habit at thirty that was laid down at four. Ask anyone who has tried. You would never say let kids be kids about the seatbelt, the sun cream, the swimming lessons or the reading. Only about the one thing with a deadline the body never extends. Letting them be kids is giving them the egg, the butter, the mince, the milk and the lamb chop while the bones and the brain are still being poured, and letting the sugar wait at the door until the tongue is grown up enough to ignore it. The pouch at half past three was never for him. It was for you. He is the one who gets to keep it.

— Sama Hoole (@SamaHoole) November 1, 2026

Let kids be kids is the sentence that lets a parent off the hook at the exact moment the child cannot afford it. A friend said it to me last week, handing a four-year-old a pouch of something purple at half past three because he was whining. The whining stopped. The pouch went in the bin. Everyone relaxed. That is the deal, and it is a good one for the adult. The child is the one paying. Between birth and twenty, a body builds everything it will ever have. The brain triples in size in three years and is mostly fat. Nine tenths of the bone a person will own is laid down before they are twenty, and the window does not reopen. Every brick comes off a plate, and a four-year-old does not fill his own plate. He also does not choose what he gets used to. That is done for him, before he can read. A child who grows up on pouches, squash and cereal bars learns that food is sweet, soft, instant and arrives when he makes a noise. His tongue is calibrated to it. His afternoon is built around it. By seven it is a habit. By seventeen it is a craving. By thirty it has a prescription. Nobody kicks a food habit at thirty that was laid down at four. Ask anyone who has tried. You would never say let kids be kids about the seatbelt, the sun cream, the swimming lessons or the reading. Only about the one thing with a deadline the body never extends. Letting them be kids is giving them the egg, the butter, the mince, the milk and the lamb chop while the bones and the brain are still being poured, and letting the sugar wait at the door until the tongue is grown up enough to ignore it.

The pouch at half past three was never for him. It was for you. He is the one who gets to keep it. 

“I’d like to sincerely apologize by lifelessly reading a scripted statement that my lawyer cooked up”

The ghoulish Left reading her Charlie Kirk version of "'Twas the Night Before Christmas." 

This is why you must go vote for common sense conservatives. The Left wants to kill us. I’m not surprised that for over a year the radical left has mocked, celebrated, and justified Charlie Kirk’s assassination. For more than a decade they have played fast and loose with labels like Nazi, fascist, and racist against ordinary conservatives. They have lied about our positions, demonized us as existential threats to democracy, and treated disagreement itself as violence. Those weren’t just insults thrown for effect. They created the conditions in which Charlie Kirk, a man who showed up for conversation, could be murdered for being effective. He made arguments, sought common humanity, and refused to hate the people who hated him. The left couldn’t tolerate that, so they celebrated the bullet that stopped it. That same spirit has not faded. It has continued. Just this week, a transgender individual at the University of Utah told College Republicans, “I think Republicans should be shot in the street,” then assaulted one of them. At a Turning Point USA open-mic event in Texas, a student recited a poem she called a “Kirkiversary,” gleefully referencing the fatal shot to Charlie Kirk’s neck and telling the speaker he was “brave” for appearing without a neck brace. In Oregon, Alex Stein’s TPUSA event was met with protesters screaming “fascist scum,” “Nazi,” and “we all fucking hate you,” with at least one sign mocking Charlie Kirk’s assassination and multiple arrests for disorderly conduct and harassment. Protesters also directed vulgar sexual insults at Charlie Kirk’s widow, Erika Kirk. Earlier this year, a man in Texas was arrested and charged with making a terroristic threat after he allegedly posted online threats to bomb a Turning Point USA event and kill Erika Kirk along with other speakers. Locally, a Democrat volunteer liked a post expressing a desire to see ICE supporters in body bags. That same volunteer also mocked and criticized us for attempting to have a civil dialogue with them at the county fair in which she likened us to monsters and continued to use the aforementioned rhetoric to demonize us. These are not isolated fringe comments. They are the logical outcome of years of dehumanizing rhetoric that labels conservatives as enemies rather than fellow citizens. Political disagreement has been replaced by open hostility, celebration of murder, and explicit calls for violence. We reject this. Political violence and the gleeful endorsement of it have no place in a free society. The only peaceful, constitutional answer is at the ballot box. Vote early tomorrow. Vote on Election Day. Vote Republican down the ballot in the midterms. The radical elements that mock assassinations, call for Republicans to be shot, and cheer on political violence will not stop on their own. They stop when we show up and reject them.

— Chase Edward (@CSEdward77) October 29, 2026

Not an apology. Will a legal statement suffice?

“I’d like to sincerely apologize by lifelessly reading a scripted statement that my lawyer cooked up” https://t.co/idocH1YIOE

— Spencer Pratt (@spencerpratt) November 1, 2026

SAMA HOOLE: Between seven and twelve months, the heads of the beef babies grew faster. The amount of zinc and protein a baby took in predicted how much its head grew.

In Colorado, researchers gave breastfed babies puréed beef as their very first solid food instead of the iron-fortified cereal on every weaning chart, and the beef babies grew bigger heads. Nancy Krebs took 88 babies, breastfed and four months old, and split them at random. From five months, half were spoon-fed puréed beef. Half got the iron-fortified baby cereal American paediatricians had handed out as first food for generations. The babies took to the beef just as happily as the cereal. Between seven and twelve months, the heads of the beef babies grew faster. The amount of zinc and protein a baby took in predicted how much its head grew. Her team kept going. Breastfed babies given more protein from meat grew longer, without putting on extra fat. Then they took formula-fed babies and gave half of them meat purée and half of them yoghurt, cheese and whey from five months to a year. The meat babies climbed up the growth charts for length. The dairy babies slipped down them, and got heavier for their height instead. At two years old, the difference was still there. The World Health Organization now says babies should have meat, fish or eggs every day from six months if they can. The jar on the supermarket shelf still says baby rice.

— Sama Hoole (@SamaHoole) November 1, 2026

In Colorado, researchers gave breastfed babies puréed beef as their very first solid food instead of the iron-fortified cereal on every weaning chart, and the beef babies grew bigger heads. Nancy Krebs took 88 babies, breastfed and four months old, and split them at random. From five months, half were spoon-fed puréed beef. Half got the iron-fortified baby cereal American paediatricians had handed out as first food for generations. The babies took to the beef just as happily as the cereal. Between seven and twelve months, the heads of the beef babies grew faster. The amount of zinc and protein a baby took in predicted how much its head grew. Her team kept going. Breastfed babies given more protein from meat grew longer, without putting on extra fat. Then they took formula-fed babies and gave half of them meat purée and half of them yoghurt, cheese and whey from five months to a year. The meat babies climbed up the growth charts for length. The dairy babies slipped down them, and got heavier for their height instead. At two years old, the difference was still there. The World Health Organization now says babies should have meat, fish or eggs every day from six months if they can.

The jar on the supermarket shelf still says baby rice.